Orc Tyrant

"Pay attention to concealment!"

The smoke enveloped him again.

When the smoke quickly dissipated again, Ragnar's huge enemy was gone.

Ragnar felt the anger in his heart like the roar of a wild beast, and was eager to find the terrible enemy and annihilate it.

After looking around, he found that not all positions had enemies.

"follow me!"

Ragnar gave the order, leaping and rolling into the nearest bunker.

This church has never seen any big scenes before.

Today, it will be a witness to a soldier's **** battle.

Nine green devils, more than he expected, followed him.

They entered a place that looked like a chanting hall, and the entire room occupies an entire first floor of the second floor of the church.

The white columns are evenly distributed, part of the wall and floor have been destroyed, and broken tables and chairs are scattered everywhere. At the far end of the room there was an old-looking elevator, which was filled with debris falling from the upper level.

Next to the elevator is the stairwell, although it is severely damaged, it is still intact.

"Boys, come with me, our destiny is ahead!"

Ragnar crossed the room and jumped up the stairs.

They came to a high place overlooking the battlefield, and he secretly hoped that no matter where the gods were blessing this old building, he couldn't let the building fall down at this time.

It is time for Ragnar to return from a soldier to a commander.

He turned on his communicator,

"Holov, it's time for you to play. Aiming at the church and any nearby buildings with Oak firepower, we have met a real opponent."

"Greenskins? They are mine. If they haven't all been smashed by my people, you can pick up their helmets and use them as new wine glasses."

With the explosions one after another, the stairwell shook with the foundation of the church.

Ragnar looked back to inspect his team.

There is no need for him to worry, the green devils have already climbed over the ruined walls and climbed to a higher place to maintain their balance.

The shaking became more intense, and Ragnar saw a bright orange flash through a crack in the wall.

This is what a real fighter should be, he thought so.

The Black Legion, he had heard of the deeds of those fighters, they were evenly matched with Ok in close combat, and they never retreated.

This is what he has always wanted to be.

Ragnar and his soldiers have their principles.

Although the number of people is inferior, the weapon is inferior, but it will never be helpless.

Suddenly, Ragner's communicator rang.

"Wolf Lord, I am Fegeron. I will not let the enemy kill you. You are the only one to receive the enemy. I am bringing my team and other friendly forces. Please give instructions."

Ragnar didn't like this set, he replied.

"Stay where you are."

But the only answer he got was a burst of high-frequency electromagnetic noise.

They are being squeezed into a ball, this is not a trap for Ragnar, he is just a bait, and the loyal Fegeron is about to fall into a trap.

It's worthy of being a cunning team known as Oct.

Ragnar came to a gate that was sealed at the top, and even though it had been sealed, he could still smell the stench of green skin coming from the other side of the gate.

The disgusting smell is like algae mixed with rotten meat.

The enemy was hiding on the other side of the door, ready to wait for Ragnar and his green devils to chop them into pieces as soon as the door opened.

The Okter team also prepared another trap for them.

If Ragnar's smashed the door, what awaited them was a heavy machine gun that was about to fire.

Fortunately, the green devils did not pass this door.

Ragnar hoped to get rid of the Ouke who controlled the roof before Hollov made his move, and he made some gestures to his soldiers.

They have also smelled those smells.

Ragnar quietly left the gate and turned to the wall on the right.

Although it is made of rock, this wall is much weaker than a metal door.

Years of combat experience tells Ragnar that architects always make doors stronger than walls.

Ragnar took a few steps back, slapped some signals to his soldiers, telling them to be prepared.

Then Ragnar took a deep breath and stuck the plastic explosive on the wall.

boom!

With a loud noise, the wall was smashed into small fragments by a strong impact.

Ragnar and his soldiers rushed through the gap in the wall, but they didn't find it.

All you can find is the disgusting stench in the air.

The greenskins have been here before, but they didn't stay long. They once again hid on the roof like spiders, ready to jump to the location around the church to lie in ambush.

Ragnar couldn't help but secretly blame himself, but he knew he had no chance to defeat these enemies now.

On the other hand, Fegeron and his team have already rushed to the church. Since they did not receive a response from Captain Ragner, as a team leader, he must make a decision alone.

He needs to protect Ragnar.

If the captain is all well, he should answer the call. If something happens to Ragna, Fegeron promises to let the green-skinned scum scream and roll back to **** to see their master.

The squad came to a large pile of rubble, and the building that was blown to the shape of the building was still dropping pieces of the floor. Only then did the ghost know how many explosives Ouke had placed here.

But the ruins provided a good defensive position for Fegeron to determine direction and plan tactics.

"Fegron, are you really sure?"

What came from the communicator was the voice of another team leader, Uerle.

"Ragna did not reply to me. We must call as many soldiers as possible to him, right away! This is my decision."

Feigeron replied.

"Try to bring everyone else and keep moving."

"Fegron, I am Ainu, and the last order I received is to defend in place and be ready to attack at any time."

"Ainu, you are too far from here, you should defend, but others have to follow me."

"You should wait for Master Ragnar."

"Maybe he doesn't have that time."

Fegeron turned off his communicator.

He took his people out of the bunker and moved quickly on the narrow road in the village. Those unmanned dwellings surrounded them gloomily, and there might be a large group of enemies hidden in every building.

The green devils are the only living creatures running among the deserted piles of rubble.

The dark and empty streets could turn into a killing field at any time. For Fegeron, there was no time to consider what to keep alert or not.

They want to defend their chief.

Feigeron and his men arrived at the entrance under the cover of the shadow cast by the church. He suddenly found Uerle and his soldiers clinging to the eaves of a house opposite the church.

The surrounding air is extremely quiet.

Fegeron scanned the ruins, and he noticed little red shards scattered all over the rubble.

After that, he ordered the team to move on.

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! !

Suddenly, Oak launched a sneak attack from the concealment behind the green devils, making them unable to even get close to the bunker under this sudden attack.

Ouke is not particularly suitable for lurking creatures, and their body odor is particularly prone to reveal their location.

Obviously these Ouke know this too, so they lie down in the wind to hide their presence under the eyes of the green devils.

Unlike Fegeron, these special warriors didn't hesitate for a moment.

They fired their weapons with frightening accuracy, and almost one in every five bullets hit the enemy, demonstrating the extraordinary accuracy in Ouke.

Fegeron glanced at the trophies hanging on the enemy's belt in a panic: a few skulls, some human bones, a string of **** heads, and even a helmet.

"Hidden! We need to—"

The young captain looked towards Uller, hoping to get support.

As a result, he saw the three warriors of Uller lying on the ground, blood splattering from their armor.

The Oukes also gave the Ural team a hard blow on the ass.

Figuron realized that he had made a big mistake.

Using the captain as bait, the enemy not only deceived Fegeron into the trap, but also wiped out the other teams that Fegeron had brought.

Feigeron saw this ruin as a perfect concealment close to the gray door of the church a few minutes ago, but now it has become a maze of death for them.

Oak trapped them firmly inside.

Now that the green devils are surrounded and helpless, they are about to be killed...